1. The White Box -- Part 2


    Date: 11/22/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 87.6, Source: sexstories.com

    enough money I left to open my own hedge fund. It was so successful that I began several other funds using my profits to build the company. I’ll be 39 in another three weeks and I’m the sole owner of Bellamy Investments. Unlike the big investment houses I believe in true personal service. That’s been the keystone of my success. I have 148 excellent employees thanks to my outstanding Director of Human Resources.” I paused to squeeze Rita’s hand. “We have fourteen very successful mutual funds that cover a broad spectrum of investments with roughly eighty billion invested. I was married and I may still be—I don’t really know. The cops have found two skeletons upstate and she may be one of them. I hope to marry Rita as soon as humanly possible. She’s been my savior. I couldn’t get through the day without her.” I would have continued, but Rita chose that very moment to engage me in a long hot kiss much to the amusement of her two young nieces and nephew. My face was red when she finally broke it. “Uh…we brought shrimp,” was all I could think of to say as everyone laughed, including me. I enjoyed the day, the company, the food, and especially all the dark meat I could eat. After dinner I sat on the floor to read to Rita’s nieces—five and three, respectively. Each sat on one of my thighs as I opened their favorite book—Babar. I’d read a section then show them the pictures. They were hugging me by the time I finished. Rita sat behind me on the couch, running her fingers through my ...
    hair and massaging my neck as I opened another book. Fortunately, it was bedtime when I was done. “Thank you, Uncle Martin. Can we call you that?” “I think that would be perfect, Moira. Thank you.” I hugged her and then her sister, Marie, and they toddled off already yawning. Turning to Rita I commented, “See that? I have that effect on women; I put them right to sleep.” Rita laughed and then her mom joined her. “Somehow, Martin, I think most women would have something else on their minds before finally actually going to sleep.” My future mother-in-law laughed as Rita turned the most delightful shade of red. I managed to change the subject to football—we had watched the Lions lose for what seemed to be the hundredth straight Thanksgiving game earlier. My future father-in-law spoke once the kids were all in bed. “We read the papers and watch TV, Martin. We know your wife tortured you. Are you okay emotionally and physically?” “Daddy!” “No, that’s okay, Rita—your parents have a right to make sure you’re going to be treated right.” “Martin, I’m twenty-five and I’ve been living on my own for four years. I can make my own decisions. There’s nothing wrong with Martin, Daddy. I will admit he was a mess when I decided to help him recover, but he’s absolutely wonderful now.” “Can I ask about something else? Is Rita really in charge of your Human Resources department? Is she really making all that money? It’s hard to believe she’s qualified.” “Well, apparently I have more faith in her ...
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